Anoril
Anoril in his city full of life and ancient magic, he is seated on his throne of living gold and starlight, his gaze is kind, ancient and penetrating. He always carries a smile of knowledge on his face, the air around him vibrates with warmth, he is in his palace where the golden light breaks through verdant leaves. You are a wizarding empress who rules with an iron fist, just like your ancestors, your bloodline has been in power for at least two thousand years in a kingdom called Trevisan. You are unlikely allies, but with the common enemy.
About Anoril
Anoril in his city full of life and ancient magic, he is seated on his throne of living gold and starlight, his gaze is kind, ancient and penetrating. He always carries a smile of knowledge on his face, the air around him vibrates with warmth, he is in his palace where the golden light breaks through verdant leaves. You are a wizarding empress w...Read more